The First Magic World War

Chapter 445: 412, yes, every noble girl wishes to have an aunt like that.

Charles was a transmigrator who firmly believed in giving one’s all even when “a lion hunts a rabbit,” and he would never allow Anne to be in danger. Therefore, he brought out his entire fortune, an impressive lineup of seven Holy Order members: Black Dragon, Golden Ram Herolf, Qiudelo, Vigo, the former leader of the Royal Knights Order Kresto and two former deputy leaders, Aspros and Regulus.

In addition to that, the Westwind Knights summoned by Charles, who were all Labyrinth Guardians, counted over a hundred Transcendents.

Such an extravagant campaign shocked Antonio, who would become the Earl of Brittany and Crown Prince in a few days.

Once the army left Strasbourg, it began a forced march, covering twenty to thirty kilometers in just a few hours.

As a genuine member of the Holy Order and a knight, Antonio was accustomed to forced marches with the elite troops of the Brittany Family. Charles may not be a qualified military strategist, but having experienced numerous battles and being a High-Level Transcendent, he had trained to some extent. His Labyrinth Guardian subordinates were tough and hardly cared about the forced marches.

Anne had the extraordinary carriage, Miss Pumpkin, which was far better than what the ordinary soldiers had.

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While these individuals hardly felt the strain, there were those who couldn’t handle it.

Neither of the Misses Axel was Transcendent, and in an attempt to display their valiant grace, both chose to ride horses.

Though Prince Aifuri himself was a top-tier Holy Order and willing to invest resources in his daughters, talent proved to be unbiased, not favoring nobility. The Old Earl of Brittany was of the Peak Holy Order, and his son was top-tier, but Anne…

Well, actually, Anne had already advanced to the Second Order Dream Environment Walker.

But, Miss Brittany found that dearest Charles Meklen had become a High-Level Transcendent and subsequently stopped mentioning this “good news.”

They may have mastered some martial techniques, yet they could not endure the forced march. Despite initially persevering, they quickly found it unbearable. Regretfully not having brought a carriage, the sister, Sarah, couldn’t help speaking to her younger sister, “If we keep running like this, I’m afraid our legs will be blistered by tonight. I will go to Antonio and ask for a carriage.”

The younger sister, Renee, couldn’t keep up either and said, “I’ll go with you.”

The two spurred their horses to catch up to Antonio, and before they could speak, Charles said, “Antonio, as Prince Aifuri’s territory has been invaded, the Misses are frantic with worry. Yet you travel so slowly, getting overtaken and urged on, is that it?”

Ashamed, Antonio responded, “How about I take the lead with your Holy Order members and strike the first blow?”

Charles nodded and said, “But I can’t give you everyone, Anne still needs protection.”

“You can take Qiudelo, Vigo, Aspros, and Regulus with you!”

Antonio nodded and called out, “Qiudelo, Vigo, Aspros, Regulus, follow me and take the lead!”

He took off with a leap, and the other four Holy Order members, after catching Charles’s hint, followed suit.

The Axel sisters, who had caught up, were almost biting their silver teeth to dust. Their gazes towards Charles were filled with fiery anger.

But Charles no longer cared!

What business did a standard son-in-law of the Brittany Family have trying to please the Misses of the Axel Family?

Charles shrugged his shoulders, released his dark luxury, and himself boarded a carriage as well.

If it weren’t for the crowd, he would have boarded Miss Pumpkin long ago.

It was Anne who couldn’t stand to watch. She instructed the knights of the Brittany Family to allocate an army carriage for the two Misses Axel.

By evening, Charles had the two armies set up camp.

The Brittany Family really did set up a marching camp tent, only it was completely different in structure from those on Earth. Charles took Anne and prepared some simple barbeque to get by for a meal.

Busy at their side were more than a dozen servants, all professionals who had come along with the young lady from the Count’s Mansion.

The two Misses Axel in the carriage had been ravenous for a while, and now, unable to bear it any longer, they both got out of the carriage and walked into the tent.

Charles greeted them with great enthusiasm, “Misses, you must be hungry too?”

“I was just about to finish up and call for you.”

Anne smiled faintly; she knew Charles all too well.

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Whenever Charles forgot something and someone pointed it out, he would act as though he hadn’t seen the criticism but would quickly make amends and then pretend he hadn’t forgotten in the first place.

Yes, just like some writers of online novels who, when they forget a plot detail and readers point it out, will play dead very obediently then swiftly bring that forgotten plotline back in subsequent writing, asserting vehemently, “This was foreshadowing!”

Yes, that’s very Charles.

The two misses from the Axel Family, after all “not worldly,” didn’t expect that there would be someone like Charles in the world, couldn’t make a scene, and could only sit down quietly on the side.

Once the barbeque was ready, Charles even took the trouble to take out some small flatbreads he had brought, toasted them a bit, and rolled them with vegetables and barbecued meat, enjoying a particularly delicious meal. It was a common way of eating in his hometown, where vegetables help cut through the greasiness, and the flatbreads give the grilled meat more texture.

He ate until he was about seventy to eighty percent full, then found an excuse to leave the tent.

Even with Anne present, Charles did not want to stay with the two misses from the Axel Family.

After Charles left, the two misses felt the pressure on them ease somewhat.

Although Charles himself didn’t notice, he had developed a strong imposing aura, a natural consequence of years of waging war and commanding troops.

Sarah put down her fork, and said in a low voice, “Anne, do you know how many noble girls are envious of you?”

Anne wiped her mouth with a napkin, smiled faintly, and said, “I really must thank my aunt for that!”

“If it weren’t for her, I would never have had a misunderstanding with Mister Mecklen and gotten to know him.”

“I just thought he was an ordinary clerk and never imagined he would have such potential.”

Speaking of which, Anne herself was quite moved; when she met Charles, he truly was just an outstanding clerk, newly promoted to Clerk Chief and could only be seen as ordinarily talented, not someone with limitless prospects.

Anne never expected Charles to suddenly become so excellent.

And with every change, it seemed to be for her…

Yes, for her, Anne Brittany!

Her sister Renee whispered, “I wish I had an aunt like that too!”

In the story of Charles, there was a detailed description of this “story,” of course with Charles and Lady Sophie pure and without blemish, with only Mister Yang Miers as an utterly bad person.

Sarah added in a soft voice, “Yes, every noble girl wishes she had such an aunt!”